The highest cost of any trip is flexibility
So i left Victor's place early in the morning and bid my farewell to my new friend Scarlet and made my way to the hitchhing point.
I left in such a rush i didnt prepare my sign before hand and when i arrived i had to scavenge around looking for some cardboard.
After awhile i finally decided to make do with the blank side of an old poster.
Soon enough an old van pulled over Its hard to describe the ecstasy and excitement in finally getting picked up ( even though the wait wasnt as long as it felt)
The driver was a really cool old guy. Born and bred in the Balkans. He didnt speak a single word of english or german. Body language it was haha. I dont know what inspired me, but i took out some Ba Kwa for him to try. ( Unfortunately he didnt like it so much haha ! )
Slowly i managed to find out information about his family and job... The Van stereo was playing old songs from his era (1960 or older) and soon his was singing along I really wish at that moment i could speak bosnian and sing along also but...
The journey was about 2 hours but the scenery was simply surreal. One of the best sceneries i had ever seen in my life.
There were mountains, churches and old buildings and than lakes that reflected the entire mountain standing behind it.
My breath was taken away and i really couldnt stop taking photos ( Most of them were shit because the car was too fast haha )
After awhile we took a short break to stretch our legs and this was the view.
He than showed me a bridge that had collapsed in the first world war.
Soon enough we arrived in Mostar !!
I was super psyched !
It wasnt a big town and the moment he dropped me off i found a random cafe with free wifi in front of this really tall church haha
After thanking my driver profusely and wishing him all the best i slowly made my way to the city center ) Mostar !!!!!